[Phantom of the Opera] In Praise of Iris

In the paradise of ghosts, the passage of time seems so meaningless.So much so that Irene is still immersed in the old dream of "Little Carol", but the shadow belonging to the leader Penny has quietly come.

"My hardworking weaving girl, why do you linger here?" The voice was sweet and soft to the extreme, and there was a little innocence that would never make anyone envious.It is like a fine velvet quilt, but it is piled up in layers, so it is inevitable to suffocate the listener.As for the owner of the voice—a young man with soft facial contours, red lips and black eyes, he is enough to catch the ever-changing hearts of ladies and wives who claim to be rich in emotions.

"Of course it's because of love, my lovely little sheep." Irene's long eyelashes trembled, she sighed perfunctorily, and then asked in a statement tone, "Did Philip ask you to come?"

"That's not all... In fact, Uncle just instructed me to go to the place where you lost the last news." The young man paused for a while, and smiled slightly in his charming black eyes, "It seems that in this clumsy role-playing game The only ones suffering here are my uncle's poor little brother, and you enjoy it."

Well, I should really be relieved, about underestimating my own weight... However, I really deserve to be a subordinate who was once trained/taught by me, and I really deserve to be the excellent tentacles of the 'Spinner' that I created with my own hands.As expected... I am a fanatic who loves to hate.

"After all, you can't expect to see the suffering and hidden crisis from the eyes of a girl who is deeply in love." Irene's eyes and words exude a sweet breath, and anyone can be sure that this girl has fallen into an inextricable love up.

"Love?" The young man let out a sneer from his nasal cavity, "I thought our leader Penny, who was obsessed with 'spinning', would never have such vulgar emotions!"

"Ah, I'm really sorry about making you have such a ridiculous misunderstanding." Irene seemed not to see the piercing coldness in the boy's black eyes, paused, and then sighed meaningfully, "But didn't Philip tell you? , Why did I do everything possible to hand over the identity of 'Penny Chief' to Yuna?"

"I'm not interested in inquiring about these old things." The young man's soft features showed a cold face, and the next second, a malicious smile bloomed on the corner of his lips, "Anyway, enough important people know: Alice. Miss Muller is the real leader of the Weavers."

"It is undeniable that everyone has a past that wishes to let it disappear." This time, it was Irene helplessly.She was silent for a while, but finally raised a smile and asked softly, "Then what do you want to do? My cunning lamb!"

"Uncle hopes that you can find a way to wake Viscount Raul from his secret love with a lowly showgirl... But I guess you can't wait for Raul to embrace the beauty right away?"

"Okay, okay, so listen to my conditions now?" The young man pretended to be defeated by Irene, and approached the silent girl affectionately.

"I also thought that, as the little sheep I valued the most, even if I belonged to Philip, I wouldn't be so unreasonable." Irene took a big step back without haste, and kept a distance from him that was beyond ambiguous as always. At the same time, the fingers covering the dark wall on the side of the body made the visitor dare not act rashly.

"Heh, just indulge in this hypocritical magic, and show off your expensive reserve, silly textile girl! Before time just raises the butcher's knife at you!" The young man stopped his movements and looked aggressively. But even more unscrupulously lingering in the private parts of Irene's well-proportioned body.

"But I think time has always favored us very much." Irene was not in a hurry to distinguish between the naked/naked sex/desire and malice in the young man's eyes—she even deliberately pushed a strand of hair behind her ears, falling In the eyes of the impatient, no surprise is interpreted as an implicit invitation.And in this process, the 14-year-old girl's underdeveloped body suddenly exudes a strange charm far beyond itself.

"Unfortunately, you stay in superficial love, no matter how much time favors you, it will eventually become vulgar." Irene is really too lazy to describe the young man who fell to the ground because of being kicked by her instead of being trapped by the mechanism in the secret passage. The expression on her face when she was forced to stop the action, but she knew that her expression must be proud and determined, just like Philip taunted more than once, "And, you shouldn't have known that I am such a greedy person—desperately Chasing noble love, but unwilling to give up that little freedom."

"A fragile freedom piled up with countless lies and money stained with blood?"

"Yes, my body is covered with lies, so that I can prevent any imprudent visit and remain clean; my heart has to take root in the swamp of desire, let the blood wash away my cowardice, and in the fragrance of money Learn to restrain—at least, I never presumptuously add any superfluous sin to that which is closely related to my interests. I think it is never so cloudy as to be daunting, if it is not so near to God as a baby."

Facts have proved that you should never try to quarrel with a woman, especially a woman like Irene who quietly created and developed the most sophisticated intelligence organization in the south of France - 'The Spinner', and is suspected of falling in love recently.The young man was temporarily speechless at this moment.Unfortunately, he saw that the girl's light-colored lips were still opening and closing unhurriedly, and he spat out the final blow in a loose tone, "What about you? My noble, honest, and heroic Mr. Raymond?"

It is not uncommon to gain money, status and even a well-dressed reputation by wandering around the flowers, but it is by no means an experience worth showing off.The young man pursed his lovely red lips with a gloomy expression until he remembered today's topic.

"You can say what you want, Chief Penny!" The word "Penny Chief" was accentuated deliberately, and Raymond stared at Irene's calm green eyes, smiling maliciously.

"Actually, I'm very troubled." Irene's face suddenly changed, and her voice became as light and soft as duckweed in an instant. There was no trace of confronting the young man or even gaining the upper hand.

"Are you planning to use some sweet words to deceive me?" Raymond subconsciously activated the highest level of vigilance against the girl's abnormality.

"Don't be nervous, Mr. Raymond. I assure you, I'm not in the mood to use any tricks on you, at least not before today." A slightly bitter smile rose from the corner of Irene's lips, accompanied by Alice The lady is usually arrogant.

"Actually, everything Mr. Raymond said is very reasonable, except for the sentence about freedom... You know, at this point, it is no longer my freedom that is vulnerable, but my budding love. "

"Chief Penny..."

"Call me Alice! You can call me Miss Shani... In short, please don't call me 'Penny Chief'...Really, I don't like this name..." Irene successfully interrupted her soft pleading Raymond interrupted, so she continued to narrate in that chest tight tone, "Of course, I know that the 'Spinner' is a prestigious force, and it is also my painstaking effort. In many People, no, to be precise, in the hearts of almost all respectable people in the south of France, "Penny Chief" is also a lofty and awe-inspiring identity. But to be honest, its existence is only for me personally, But not very bright.”

"Oh, of course, I have to admit: the existence of 'Spinner' has given me thoughtful protection and strong wings that have allowed my career to take off. That's why I tried every means to create it."

"But fate likes to play tricks on us so much—when my influence was about to sprout, I was taken back to the Paris Opera House by the kind Mr. Raphael, ending what I thought would be an endless wandering. You should listen to it later Say it? An inspirational story about a young clown actor."

"But what you don't know, and what everyone doesn't know, is that it was also at that time, in that marvelous opera house, that I met the only love of my life—a brilliant but brilliant Mysterious 'Angel'. He taught me to sing sternly, and allowed me to explore his territory, pouring out some pleasant or unpleasant thoughts along the way. To be on the safe side, I will not tell you about his fascinating genius. However, I will Let me show you this, this is my tenth birthday present from my mentor..."

The wax figure of a clown throwing a ball less than three inches was invited out from the position close to the heart by the girl. Even though it was connected by a thin shiny metal chain, it was still carefully held by the owner in the palm of his hand.The wax figure's big red nose and messy variegated curly hair are still as clean as new, because Ben has not passed through too long a time.

"Like the beginning of all love stories, I boldly disturbed the unattainable ghost of the opera house as a clown actor, but just happened to meet his intoxicating tenderness. When he whispered my name, I was sure I heard it The most moving voice in the world!"

"Unfortunately, I couldn't predict that I would have a hopeless love for him at that time. In fact, the passage of time gave me only irreparable sinking. After all, the tenderness of the ghost was for Christine, a person who was at that time Except for the same humble backup dancer, there has never been any surplus." As if a pot of boiling water was frozen instantly, the girl's emotions suddenly completely subsided just before reaching the peak, and only duckweed-like meaningless whispers remained, "In short, I hope you can understand: the kind of untouchable tenderness that brings a waif can only bring a sense of lack of security, so that I hide the 'spinner' from him as the last retreat. Although, for the ghost Sir has graciously allowed me to share in his glory, and I should have been grateful."

"Ha, fickle Miss Alice, are you confessing to me and trying to beg for sympathy?" Raymond criticized mercilessly, "It's a pity that I only heard that you foolishly fell in love with an inexplicable illusion , and even more foolishly regard the capital that one has worked so hard for as a burden!" Speaking of this, the sarcasm in the young man's eyes is almost too much for the habitual heartbreak.

"Yes, I confess to you and ask for mercy." The girl suddenly cast a tender glance at him, like an elder staring at a conceited child, but immediately turned into a pure and charming calm, with hidden piety.

This peace and devotion are not for me!Raymond immediately had a premonition in his heart.The next moment, Irene confirmed his unpleasant guess—a pure black figure was clearly reflected in the girl's lake-green eyes. Substitute Morishiro's mask instead.

"Ghost?" Raymond's not-so-strong body immediately put on a defensive posture, and then squeezed out a greeting from between his teeth.

The author has something to say: Sorry little angels, the author has skipped tickets for so long this time, and this chapter is also a little short... But I never thought that the mid-term exam lasted for three weeks... Seeing that the author finished the exam For the sake of diligently dropping a chapter that day, everyone, don't hold back and send blades... Finally, did you think that Irene would kill the Phantom's memories again to solve the problems left over from history?